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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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The Waterboys

The Girl in the Window Chair

 

The Girl in the Window Chair

(album: Out Of All This Blue - 2017)


She knew she'd had a close escape
When she heard his voice on tape
That the man who wrote those words
Could never comfort her
And she thought
Of all the things that would go wrong
If they'd carried on
And what a fool she'd been to think that they belonged
When she heard those songs
Those dolorous songs
Those heart-scorned, prim, self-pitying, dolorous songs

She sat down at a window chair
She brushed and ponytailed her hair
And thought about his changing moods
All that anger and such victimhood
And she imagined
The hour he knew that love was gone
That bitter dawn
When he reached for a pen and turned his bedlight on
And wrote those songs
Those dolorous songs
Those heart-scorned, prim, self-pitying, dolorous songs
Those songs
Those dolorous songs
Those heart-scorned, prim, self-pitying, dolorous songs

Those songs... those songs
Those songs... those songs

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